It’s a perfect size for a bistro, newly up off a busy street curb in Chembur. But the name clearly states Café so n so. We decide to check.
We enter in to dimly lit room with graffiti laden walls and glass panels. A giant tv plays edm music on one end, an empty bar counter on the other with tables in between. Café?
There is a decent selection of coffees & teas with assorted snacks in the menu. We order a Cappuccino and a Chamomile tea. We work while they get the order, the dim lights and music don’t help. Our drinks arrive, we taste it – the cappuccino is watery and run down, the chamomile is water with a tea- bag. Clearly, no Barista is calling the shots here.
A couple of tables fill up. From snippets of conversation and confused looks, we figure these customers are also as lost as us. I summon the stewardess and ask her again, “Is this place really a café?”
She comes across as a young, first-job types. She thinks hard and finally spills the beans. “Our management has applied for a bar license. Till we get it, we are serving this.” Ahh, now i get it.
We pay and leave. I hope one day they decide for sure what the place is – a café dressed as a bar or a bar that also serves coffee.